Mind Train

My heart is heavy, like thunder clouds
But my eyes refuse to rain.
They smile when faced by others
And don’t disclose my inner pain.
The complexity of the mind
Is finely balanced on the scale.
Like a steam train locomotive
Running smoothly along the rail.
Mood swings are just my carriages
That were boarded at the station.
Each one ready to disembark
At it’s desired destination.
But as the engineer
I should control each curve or bend.
Do I stop at every opportunity
Or carry on to journeys end.
When at last I see a signal
Telling me I must slow down.
My fuel levels been depleted
I’ve run myself into the ground.
Each journey I have taken
Has been a challenge or a test.
Until I reached my depot
And was finally laid to rest.